Friday, July 30, 2010

Sandalwood upon the stone

Names are infinite for that Supreme One,
To which name shall I call?

Like stars upon the dark night sky,
These forms seem numerous.
To which one shall I turn my gaze?

Lost in the many,
Rampriya cries for that Simple One

The Great Seers say...
The secret lies in the mixture of longing and patience,
Like sandalwood upon the stone.

Do not push against the door...

Or else the house will crumble. 

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